After the first phone call, a smile graced my face,
No longer on Earth, but in outer space.
Her sweet, wondering voice took me to a perfect place,
Where nothing existed but her, in a blissful embrace.

Moving on to the third phase, she's adorable in every way,
Anticipating the next few dates, like a fairytale at play.
A symphony of her plays in my mind over and over,
Captivated by her, like a melody from a lover.

Talking to her is remarkably awesome, filled with humor,
Her heart-capturing laugh, a sound that I savor.
She seems sent to Earth on an angel's behalf,
Everything smooth, like midnight's jazz.

Melt into her voice like listening to a saxophone,
Can't wait to get home, grab the phone.
Once she says "hey," flown to the kingdom of happiness,
Not just there, but king on the throne, a realm of sweet bliss.